WFRP Roll20

[Norman D. Landings]

Aah, the magic of theatre! The smell of the greasepaint, the roar of the crowd!
The Countess’ well-kept box....

[Jeremy]

Aah, the magic of theatre! The smell of the greasepaint, the roar of the crowd!
The Countess’ well-kept box....

The countess had a very tidy box until you lot made a mess of it

[goat major]

I'm pretty sure we cleaned up it after we'd made use of it

[Jeremy]

When a 6’6” tall black man has made a mess of your box, there ain’t no cleaning that up

[goat major]

someone tried to get something to explode in her bush too

[Jeremy]

But Norm made sure it exploded prematurely. To be fair, he actually ensured the Countess didn’t feel anything.

[goat major]

thats only because he put his hand in and rummaged around

[Norman D. Landings]

It’s because I spraffed it out the window.

I should probably mention the barrel of gunpowder in that alleyway to somebody.

Meh. I suppose they’ll find it when somebody slips out to light their pipe.

[levied troop]

A Night at the Opera will never seem the same again.
Although I think we can all agree that Amris’s contribution in diverting a boorish man to the bar was the highlight of the sesh.
That and killing a Khorne daemon with a single stroke.
Did I mention I’m a daemon Slayer?

[Jeremy]

Once or twice. You should consider getting posters made and flyers should be handed out to all the citizens of Nuln by scruffy urchins. Molly could probably help with that last bit.